Diary of the Improper Monster Girl Transformation

What is "tsundere"?

What is "retirement"?

What is he talking about?

Valentina blinked in confusion, with an innocent look on her face.

She has been wondering if she has been locked up for too long and can no longer understand the language of the outside world.

Just as Hungry Dragon was puzzled, Herbert continued to ask: "This customer, do you have a favorite hairstyle? Longer or shorter?"

Valentina's mouth moved and she said casually: "Whatever you want..."

"Whatever, people who say this are the most difficult to deal with."

The barber, Master He, curled his lips, picked up the scissors helplessly, and muttered: "Since you said so, you will regret it later."

Since you have entered this door, it is not up to you.

Our store is not responsible for any consequences!

Click.

With the subtle sound of the scissors rubbing and squeezing, the flaming hair slid gently.

Although Herbert had made a disclaimer in advance, he was not an idiot who would rush into it without any preparation.

As the second son of the Duke, Herbert did not know how to cut hair, but the poor guy who had been struggling alone in the world in his previous life was very familiar with scissors.

His skills were not very good, but it was enough to cut hair for himself and his friends.

The scissors flew behind Valentina, and she was chewing the last chicken leg in small bites.

With the lesson from the last time, she has learned her lesson now. She did not eat everything in one breath, and silently enjoyed the process.

Not long after, when Valentina was about to put the cleaned bone into her mouth and crush it, her shoulder was gently patted.

"I won't share this with you!" She turned back vigilantly, and then chewed the bone and swallowed it directly.

Crunch, gulp.

Herbert: ? ? ?

"Who would snatch this from you!"

He sighed tiredly and waved his hand, saying, "Turn around, I'll help you trim the front too."

"Oh."

Looking at the overly obedient Miss Dragon, Herbert couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. For a moment, he couldn't resist the impulse in his heart and put his hand on her head and rubbed it.

"Hmm?"

Valentina looked up and looked at the boy in confusion, expressing her confusion and...threat with her eyes.

You, what are you doing?

And at this critical moment of survival, Herbert seemed to have entered a special state.

At this moment, he understood what he should do and what he absolutely couldn't do!

He kept rubbing his hair without changing his expression, and said seriously, "...Don't talk, I'm thinking about how to cut it."

Valentina instinctively felt a little strange, stared at his eyes carefully, but in the end she didn't find any flaws, so she could only say "Oh".

"Oh...Hmm?"

Dongdongdong

The two were so close that Valentina could clearly hear the strong and rapid heartbeat in the boy's chest.

"I say, why is your heartbeat so fast?" Valentina frowned and asked with narrowed eyes: "What are you afraid of?"

The flaw was exposed, and it seemed that everything was over.

But Herbert was very calm, and even replied with some annoyance: "I'm afraid that you will be angry with me if I cut it wrong... Okay, don't move, it's over soon."

Click.

With the last two crisp swings of the scissors, Herbert completed his artistic creation.

He stood up and stepped back a few steps, squinted his eyes to observe, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, not bad, my craftsmanship is really good!"

"Sure enough, just as I thought, you are very suitable for this feeling."

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Valentina looked at Herbert's weird smile and felt a little scared for a moment. She asked quickly, "Hey! Don't just smile there, talk! What do I look like now?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, I'll show you right away."

Herbert took out the prepared mirror and placed it in front of Miss Dragon, and said proudly, "clang clang--"

Valentina wanted to snatch the mirror, but the moment she saw the person in the mirror, her expression was sluggish.

"Ah..."

Valentina at this moment was completely different from her previous homeless look, and she could no longer see the messy and frizzy look before.

Her medium-length red hair was scattered behind her, and a few strands of hair fell in front of her forehead, making her look wild and gentle at the same time.

This kind of bright and heroic beauty would definitely have an amazing rate of turning heads on the street.

It's hard to say whether she will kill men, but it is estimated that she will kill women.

If you take a video and post it on the Internet, those little sisters will probably either compete to call her sister or mother.

"Is this... me?"

Valentina shook her head in confusion, muttering in disbelief: "Is this really me?"

It's not like she hasn't seen herself in human form before. She doesn't hate it, but she definitely doesn't like it as much as when she's in dragon form.

She has always believed that she prefers the majestic and powerful dragon form.

But now, looking at herself in the mirror, her belief suddenly wavered.

"Of course it's you, and this is your original appearance."

No makeup, no special effects, how can it not be the original appearance?

Herbert handed the mirror to her and smiled: "This mirror is for you, as a thank you for your cooperation, you can look in the mirror every day in the future and appreciate your beauty."

"Ah... um."

Valentina took it blankly, her eyes following herself in the mirror, and there was no movement for a while.

Herbert took this opportunity to collect all the hair.

"Okay, the material is in hand!"

Herbert suppressed his excitement and did not relax his vigilance at this time. He walked towards Valentina with a wet towel.

"Okay, let's enjoy it later. I'll help you wipe the hair on your face first."

Acting a full set, you can't be exposed at the end.

Valentina blinked, stunned for a while, and then came back to her senses. She subconsciously refused: "No, I can do it myself..."

Hair and other things, wouldn't it be better to burn them directly?

Why is it so troublesome?

Valentina wanted to hide, but Herbert would never let her go. He directly stretched out the wrung-out towel in front of her.

"Okay, don't worry about it, close your eyes."

"You... um!"

The slightly cool towel was pressed on her face without hesitation, and then it was rubbed up and down in circles.

↑→↓←

The technique was not gentle, and could even be described as a bit rough, but Miss Dragon did not dodge, and was even particularly cooperative and obedient.

→→↓←→↓

Because this was the first time she had been taken care of by someone else.

She closed her eyes and whispered a name in her heart.

"Herbert..."

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After helping Valentina with her hair, Herbert did not enter the next area, but left the prison with her hair.

Rather than continuing to brush the favor of others, he had to deal with these more troublesome materials first, at least wash them - after all, these were going to go into his mouth.

This time, in order to avoid some embarrassing scenes that might happen, Herbert did not go directly to the kitchen to wash, but deliberately chose to come to the most remote well in the monastery to fetch water.

However, when Herbert had not yet completely approached, he smelled a familiar smell and his expression suddenly changed.

"Fuck..."

"Why did I bump into you again!?"

He looked solemnly at the grass carp by the well, with only one sentence echoing in his mind -

"Brother, you are really good at this craft..."